"Because I saw Mr. Amos in here, standing by the centre-table with a lamp in his hand. He was looking down at Mr. Mark, who was fast asleep alongside of the table, with his head resting on his arm on the table."
"Did you notice whether Mr. Amos was dressed or not?"
"Yes, sir. That's what surprised me. He had all his clothes on."
"Did he awaken his brother?"
"No. He just looked at him, and then tiptoed out and went upstairs. I slipped behind the hall door, so that he would not see me."
"Was the lamp in his hand one that he had brought down from his own room?"
"No, sir. It was one that I had been ordered to put in the room where the coffin was, as they did not want the electric light turned on in there all night. Mr. Amos went back into the front room, and left the lamp there before he went upstairs."
"Do you know when Mr. Mark went up to his room? Did he remain downstairs all night?"
"No, sir. He was in bed in his own room when I came around in the morning. About six o'clock, that was. But I don't know when he went to bed. He did not come down to breakfast, though, till nearly noon. The funeral was at two o'clock."
"That is all, I think," said Mr. Barnes. "But do not let any one know that I have talked with you."